Did you say something to me?

Did you say something to me?

I woke at 3 a.m. and found only a sneaky foxy fox running around TRV. It was getting light out and I took a walk. Mister Foxy Fox was standing in the road near our home and I noticed he was with his back to me and watching something else in life….then I saw our fat Cat slinking through the grass and decided that expressing distaste in what the Mister Foxy Fox might be thinking about…

I said rather loudly, “Excuse me Mister Foxy Fox!”

Then a red streak of Mister Foxy Fox went down the hill and across the dam of the lake and disappeared into the river area. I can attest to the fact that a Mister Foxy Fox can move very fast… 😉

Fat Cat looked at me as if to say, “Did you say something to me?”

And he slunk away and I truly believe that he never knew Mister Foxy Fox was even there…

Okay Fat Cat, you owe me one!

Eat some mice for me…


A survivor of six heart attacks and a brain tumor, a grumpy bear of a man, whom has declared Russia as his new and wonderful home. His wife is a true Russian Sweet Pea of a girl and she puts up with this bear of a guy and keeps him in line. Thank God for my Sweet Pea and Russia.